When I was a kid, I remember some teacher telling me that who I was when I was 13 was who I was going to be for the rest of my life. I'm not that kid. I've since learned that what he said was wrong, but that doesn't mean I don't want to change from what I am now. I crave change, preferably for the better.
I don't know. I'm committed to this comic thing, but I don't feel committed. Like there's something missing from what I am to do what I want to do. It may seem needlessly existential, I know, however I'm really trying. Honestly trying. I want to draw comic for the rest of my life without getting burned out.
What am I doing wrong? Ir is there something I should be doing that I'm not? Do I lack will power, or is it simpler than that?
Sorry. I'm straddling the border of hope and depression right now. Just go on to the next html, k?